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Chapter 2177 God Eye Kendo! (1 more)

Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!

The sound of tearing silk rang out, and the robe on Dongfang Chun's body was cut open one by one by Ling Feng's elusive sword energy, and the bright red blood splashed out, spreading to the sky.

In Dongfang Chun's eyes, extremely strong hatred surged.

He has been promoted to the Saint level and is the most outstanding genius in the inner sect of Du Yue Tian Palace. He is also among the elders. Now, he is beaten so embarrassingly by Ling Feng!

"hateful!"

Dongfang Chun finally realized that if he really treated Ling Feng as an ant, he would definitely lose in today's battle.

"We must not lose!"

Ling Feng has his own beliefs, and similarly, Dongfang Chun also has his own pride.

In an instant, Dongfang Chun's momentum changed drastically. He no longer spoke or dodge. He allowed Ling Feng's sword energy to severely attack the protective energy around him, but he just slowly raised the sword in his hand.

Buzz!

The sound of the sword was melodious, resounding throughout the sky, the bright sword light burst out, and the terrifying edge was like a sleeping giant awakening.

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched slightly, this is the power of the saint!

Ling Feng could feel the feeling of being locked and penetrated. In the next breath, Dongfang Chun's figure moved, and the air waves rolled around his body, forcefully driving away Ling Feng's terrifying sword energy.

As the saying goes, one force can defeat ten. When the strength reaches its extreme, any skills will be in vain.

Dongfang Chun's strategy is very simple, which is to use his powerful saint power to completely crush Ling Feng.

"Dongfang Chundong is serious!"

"A saint-level powerhouse actually used the power of a saint to deal with the half-wasted Ling Feng. I think Dongfang Chun must be very unwilling to do so!"

Everyone was talking about it, and on the high platform, the elder of the Dongfang family tightly squeezed the teacup in his hand.

He just said that if Dongfang Chun loses this battle, he will eat the tea cup.

As for the current situation, although Ling Feng may not necessarily win, it is really unexpected to push Dongfang Chun to this point.



"Ling Feng, you can be proud of yourself if you can force me to use the power of a saint!"

Dongfang Chun let out a low roar, swung his sword away from Ling Feng's elusive sword energy, and stabbed Ling Feng violently.

This sword seemed ordinary, but in fact it was so wonderful that it made Ling Feng feel that he could not avoid it.

Ling Feng's eyes flashed, and he was secretly surprised that Dongfang Chun's swordsmanship was so profound. Among the younger generation of opponents he encountered, Dongfang Chun's swordsmanship was undoubtedly the highest.

All directions were wiped out, and Ling Feng slashed out with a sword. On the edge of the sword, there was a raging flame, and the dragon-elephant divine power exploded instantly.

All kinds of trump cards exploded at the same time.

What about the power of the saint?

Today, I, Ling Feng, want to destroy the Saint!

Ling Feng let out a low roar, using the dragon-elephant divine power combined with the power of swallowing flames to overwhelm the power of the saint.

There are no tricks, nothing fancy.

In the eyes of everyone, they only saw two crazy figures, fighting and slashing constantly, gradually bleeding and punching to the flesh!

A quarter of an hour!

Two quarters of an hour!



"Defeat me!"

After being unable to attack for a long time, Dongfang Chun had already lost his patience. When he saw him, his aura suddenly changed. The sky and the earth were vast, and all laws were stern. His figure automatically floated off the ground, his robes were laid out, and his long hair was flying. Behind him

The void was instantly swallowed up by darkness, and a cold feeling descended.

Immediately, there was a buzzing sound, and a hole opened in the dark sky behind Dongfang Chun, forming another huge vortex, surging with incomparable power.

The next moment, Dongfang Chun's eyes were filled with dim light, filled with silver, and turned into cold silver eyes, like the eyes of an ancient god, piercing through all the illusions in the world, and nothing was unbreakable.

The moment the silver divine eyes appeared, Dongfang Chun opened his eyes and looked at Ling Feng. Ling Feng felt as if he had been completely seen through. He felt like he was being seen through every step of his body, including his past and present lives.

This feeling of being hidden made Ling Feng feel very uncomfortable.

"This is the Mahayana swordsmanship and the divine eye swordsmanship that I obtained from the ancient ruins!"

The expression on Dongfang Chun's face became a little distorted because of anger, and a pair of silver eyes stared at Ling Feng coldly.

The so-called divine eye kendo, divine eye, the eye of the gods!

Ling Feng is very familiar with the power of seeing through everything.

It can be said that Dongfang Chun, who used the divine eye sword technique, was almost equivalent to having a weakened version of the Emperor's Eye.

Ling Feng has always used his ability to see through weaknesses to defeat opponents one after another who are difficult to defeat. But now, one day he will be seen through.

It's just that a weakened version is a weakened version. What's more, the Divine Eye Kendo is just the Mahayana Kendo, not even the Superior Kendo. How can its effect be comparable to that of the Eye of the Emperor?

Ling Feng's Eye of the Emperor can easily master the opponent's martial arts with just one glance. In front of the Eye of the Emperor, Dongfang Chun's Divine Eye Kendo is nothing more than rubbish.

"It's over!"

Dongfang Chun's silver eyes glowed brightly. The next moment, he slashed out with his sword, and the sword light also showed a dazzling bright silver, turning into an arc and killing. The world around Ling Feng,

It seemed like it was completely blocked and there was nowhere to hide.

"Shenmu Kendo? Can you see through one and show it to me?"

Ling Feng's voice was filled with a trace of disdain. The next moment, Ling Feng was surrounded by golden light. Two clones exactly like him appeared beside him in an instant!

The three "peaks" flew away in three different directions in an instant.

"How dare you try your best to master a small skill?"

Dongfang Chun sneered, under his own divine eyes, how dare you use such a cover-up method?

Silver light flashed in his eyes, and Dongfang Chun glanced at Ling Feng's three figures, but the next moment, his expression froze.

Under the insight of his divine eyes, every Ling Feng is actually a real Ling Feng!

"How is this possible?"

Dongfang Chun was dumbfounded. Why did his divine eye that could see everything suddenly seem to be ineffective?

But how did he know that each of the clones created by Ling Feng with the Great Creation Technique was indeed himself, with a unique life imprint belonging to Ling Feng, so they could naturally blind him.

Not only Dongfang Chun, but also the senior elders and powerful men on the high platform all showed expressions of astonishment. Even they couldn't tell which one was Ling Feng's true form.

"God's Eyes? Dongfang Chun, you want to see which one is the real me?"

Ling Feng's laughter shot straight into the sky, and Dongfang Chun became so angry that he frantically activated the power of the saint, erupting and radiating with him as the center.

"Why should I distinguish them and destroy them all? It's the same!"

Dongfang Chun felt that his self-esteem had been strongly provoked, but he was unwilling to admit that he actually used such a stupid method to launch indiscriminate attacks on all directions.

However, all of this played into Ling Feng's hands.

Dongfang Chuncai was promoted to the Saint level not long ago. It is true that the power of the Saint is his most powerful means. Even Ling Feng does not dare to take his edge lightly. He must avoid its edge, otherwise he will inevitably be seriously injured.

But similarly, the power of the saint is actually his weakest link.

After all, it takes a lot of time and effort to cultivate the power of a saint. He has only been promoted to the saint level not long ago. How long can the little saint power in his body withstand such an unreserved explosion?

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